Oh Maja, how you captured quick and held us all for far too long; engulfed and entranced in your presence. Your eyes were more gripping than the t-shirts you wore, I wish I could learn how to tame that fiery soul.

Knee high socks and ponytails made for playful antics. Lying strewn across couches and stairs, Maja sharpened her eyes into the lens and stared deeply. Plush lips, fearless emerald eyes and faint freckles shaped the atmosphere, transmuting it into a crescendo of blissful pleasures.